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[the feed blurs in, shaky and uncertain. there's grass, sky, and there's blood. there's golden curls and a familiar brown headband and there's blood.

the video screen is smeared with red fingerprints and there is suddenly white skin, spasming fingers reaching for the screen but there is not a single word. not a single sound.

it moves, slowly, the fingers twitching as if in agony before it moves to a face, blood smeared at the top of the chin, dirt speckled across the cheeks and eyes barely open. for a minute there's the flash of a horrible red, gaping wound beneath the chin but then it's back to a pale face, lips parting but no sigh coming out. then the video spirals upwards, once, twice, red fingerprints and all.

and the fallen woman hasn't uttered a single word. ]

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[Luke had come home from his usual routine, only to find Guy against the doorway and looking extremely uncomfortable, and not just because of his wounds. He'd gotten up when he shouldn't have, and Luke knows that Guy wouldn't just do that for no reason, especially when he should be resting. He asks what's wrong and looks at the journal before Guy can say anything - and he sees what's going on just as Guy explains to him.

Asch and Tear are on their way, maybe? Luke tightens his jaw and turns away, stalking towards the window and putting his fingers to his temple, his eyes frowning into a squint as he tries to reach out through the fonic link. He can only really contact Asch if his original is open to receiving it; he isn't strong enough to just make his voice be heard whether Asch likes it or not.]

"Asch? Asch!"

[Asch pauses mid-way to the house, scowling a little and leaning up against a tree. He can feel the poking at the fonic link, inwardly wishing for a moment that Luke hadn't learned to do that. It's convenient sometimes, but dammit, he's busy.

...Might be useful, though, actually.]

"I've got her, don't prod. I'm taking her to Tear."

[Now that Asch has opened it fully, Luke lets himself relax and rest his hands against the windowsill, eyes shut to focus fully. Still, there's quite a bit of tension in his shoulders; it's hard to relax when he knows Natalia's injured.]

"How is she? Do you need any more help?"

"Go to the house and help get things ready for her if you need something to do. You'll get there faster than we will. ...And make sure Tear is at the house."

[They still have a ways to go before he arrives, so chances are Luke could beat them there.]

"... All right."

[And he walks out, telling Guy that he'll take care of things as he passes him. Once he's outside of the apartments and jogging towards the house, he pulls out his journal again, this time to talk to Natalia.]

Natalia? Just hang in there, okay? You're going to be fine. Asch is there with you, right? Just stay strong.

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[She's white as bone in Asch's arms. There's bleed smeared across her chin, her mouth, her hair, her throat--dress--she hardly looks like a childhood friend.

At his voice, her eyes slide open not even halfway, a dusty flicker in them of recognition. A ghost of a smile is on her face as she looks up at him, blinking heavily.]

[All that blood makes a faintly sick feeling start to churn in his stomach. But he pushes it down enough to talk, knowing that it's much, much worse for her right now.]

Good, just stay awake. I know you can do this, Natalia... stay with us, okay?

[Natalia blinks at him quietly, giving him simply an apologetic look.

I'm sorry, Luke.]

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